I had seen images of Roys Peak over and over again when researching New Zealand and romanticised this hike in my mind. The reality was much more difficult, sweaty-er and the track was crowded with international hikers. But when you’re standing at that trail leading to sweeping views of Lake Wanaka and surrounding peaks, you realise why you love and hate hiking at the same time. The pain is worth the effort (well most of the time) and the view at Roys Peak is one of the best I’ve seen in New Zealand. Continue reading →

We drove 3hrs from Hobart to Freycinet National Park to climb Mt Amos. At the visitor centre we bought our park passes and talked to the ranger about the foreboding grey clouds overhead. She warned us about a possible afternoon shower and to turn back immediately if rain arrives. The trail can be dangerous during wet weather and now that I’ve completed the walk, I can certainly see why. Continue reading →

Milford Track is one of the nine great walks in New Zealand and touted by many as one of the most beautiful walks in the world. It is a 4 day tramp (Kiwi language for hike) through green forests, still lakes and beautiful alpine scenery. Continue reading →

In October 2015 we trekked up Mount Rinjani, an active volcano on the island of Lombok, the laid back and less touristy neighbour of Bali. A few weeks after we returned, Mount Rinjani erupted causing numerous flight cancellations. Continue reading →

Like many Sydney-siders, Jackson and I had a mini road trip over the long weekend. Kangaroo Valley (or more specifically Morton National Park) was the destination and bushwalking was our chosen activity.

A rush of panic swept over as I gazed at the near empty shelves in the supermarket. People were frantically trying to snatch up food, water and supplies. It had been raining heavily the past two days in Banff and now both exits out of town were blocked off due to serious flooding. Lakes were overflowing and houses were submerged. We had no way out of town and the road blockage meant that we were going to miss our flight. We were stuck.

Have you ever looked yonder and had a strong desire to climb and conquer? Yearning is exactly what I felt as I stared out at the Annapurna mountain range. My heart ached as I daydreamed about disappearing into the wilderness and getting lost in its beauty.